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Murtagh
Jan 25, 2006 19:41:36 GMT -5
Post by danteslover on Jan 25, 2006 19:41:36 GMT -5
Thank you. *massive grin*
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Murtagh
Feb 15, 2006 16:09:40 GMT -5
Post by Lady Mage on Feb 15, 2006 16:09:40 GMT -5
You are very welcome. Update soon!
mage
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Murtagh
Mar 19, 2006 22:42:34 GMT -5
Post by CC009Wolf on Mar 19, 2006 22:42:34 GMT -5
i love it, i didn't expect some sort of twist as that! PLEASE CONTINUE!!!
keep writing
CC009
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Murtagh
Mar 23, 2006 12:41:39 GMT -5
Post by Lady Mage on Mar 23, 2006 12:41:39 GMT -5
When are you going to update?
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Murtagh
May 23, 2006 18:52:35 GMT -5
Post by danteslover on May 23, 2006 18:52:35 GMT -5
lol. Sorry, I'm getting around to it. ust give me a little more time; I'm working for the contests right now.
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Murtagh
May 23, 2006 19:26:28 GMT -5
Post by danteslover on May 23, 2006 19:26:28 GMT -5
Rated T Once Did He Recall Ch. 2
She sneered at him and raised her sword up above her head.
“I told you never to call me that.” she growled with rage burning in her eyes. Murtagh grinned and staggered towards her. He broke into a run and swung at her, only to be blocked by the mere will to do so on Selena’s part. With a mental shove, he found himself on the ground again. She laughed at him and pointed her sword to his throat.
“Dead.” she said with a smile. Murtagh’s eyes narrowed dangerously as he saw how easily she’d tossed him aside.
“Don’t you remember how we used to lay next to one and other late at night? How you used to have to run away before Eragon found us together for fear of what would happen if he knew about you?” Murtagh asked her.
“I remember all too well…” she said, trailing off slightly.
“Selena-“
“Selena is dead! You’re mother is dead, Murtagh! There’s only Treckia now.” she said with rage boiling in her voice.
“Treckia, I know you’re hurt. I’m hurt. Just don’t do this…” Treckia’s eyes shimmered with tears of confusion and hate. Murtagh reached up for her, but pulled back when she stuck the point of her sword through his upper layers of sweating flesh. Treckia’s body wracked with tremors as she became unsure of what to do. Suddenly it seemed as if her mind was cleared and she looked at him again.
“Murtagh, I can never forgive you for what you’ve done to me! On this hour you will die! I will rid this world of you before you destroy it!” Thus did Treckia speak, and Murtagh was silenced to stunned withdraw. The mighty dragon Greefithr growled and leapt into the air, landing over Thorn’s body and pinning his wings. Murtagh chocked on a lump in his throat and jerked back tears.
“Treckia, please don’t kill Thorn too… he still has a life he could live without me.”
“I’ll do no such thing. Your dragon will die with you and rid this world of all evil as his spirit travels to the great Hell below.”
“Murtagh, are you here?” Selena called out into the green trees, their leaves blowing softly in the wind, seeming to caress the blue sky dotted with clouds and sunbeams.
Murtagh stuck his head out from behind a large oak tree and smiled sweetly at her. His eyes softened and he beckoned for her to come over to him. She quickly whipped her head round to check that no one else might see, and then dove to him through the underbrush.
“What are you doing over her, Murtagh?” Selena asked with a look of curiosity that showed she was interested. Murtagh laughed at her enthusiasm and pointed to the sky.
“I’m just watching the birds go by. I mean, how long has it been since we rested and saw each other so much?”
Selena smiled at him and said: “It hasn’t happened until now… I love watching the sky. It’s hard to imagine anything so large…” Selena trailed off, mesmerized by the dazzling azure splashes of color crossing its decadent surface. “It almost feels like you could reach up and touch it, doesn’t it Murtagh?”
Murtagh pondered the question for a moment before reaching towards it and stumbling over. “It seems it, but it can’t be done.”
Selena laughed and helped pick him up from the ground. Then she sighed and looked at the gloomy beaten path they were so used to avoiding. “It seems odd to see packed dirt after traveling through the forests for so long, you think?”
Murtagh looked over at the rock filled path and nodded in agreement. He fingered the hilt of his sword and looked over at Selena. “We’d best be on our way before more soldiers arrive, huh Selena?”
The girl shook her head, but stood and started walking in any case. Murtagh jumped to his feet and followed her into the thickest part of the forest, where you couldn’t even see the sky.
“Selena, which tree did we tie Tornac to?”
The girl looked at him and then at the surrounding area. Nodding her head in consideration, she looked back at Murtagh and said: “I think about ¼ of a mile to the north and twenty degrees to the west for six hundred feet.” Murtagh looked at her in astonishment.
“Huh, what do you mean you think? You’ve never been so exact!” Murtagh stammered a bit as he spoke.
She laughed. Murtagh loved it when she laughed; she always got a slight touch of red air-blown to her cheeks, along with a wide, well placed smile on her soft and slightly angled face. Her beautiful eyes narrowed and sparkling… Could she not see into his heart with those harsh eyes?
Murtagh turned his head painfully to the side and bit his tongue as a dot of liquid crystal slipped from his right eye. He breathed heavily and looked Treckia in the eyes, his hair matted by sweat and blood, falling into his face. Gasping he could no longer hold back his thoughts and prayers, and he screamed out.
“I bled for you, Treckia!” Murtagh moaned. He lunged his sword at Treckia’s gut, only to be blocked and pushed aside without a care.
Treckia waltzed over to Greefithr and stared into his massive right eye. Blinking back a fresh layer of salted tears, she spoke: “Greefithr, I grow tired of this charade. I begin to feel sympathy for him once more.”
Greefithr growled with a disdainful pleasure. Blinking as he held down a now-struggling Thorn, he rumbled deeply: “Then let us soon end this.” With a roar, Greefithr breathed a stream of strong fire against Thorn’s scales, causing him to shout out in pain; the fire relieved Thorn’s scales of their luminous shine, shaming him greatly in the dragon culture. Laughing deeply, Treckia turned to a suffering Murtagh.
“Can you hear the elves crying, my love?” said the girl, allowing a tear to slip away from her.
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Murtagh
May 23, 2006 22:16:21 GMT -5
Post by CC009Wolf on May 23, 2006 22:16:21 GMT -5
I still love it, but I'm confused. It almost makes it seem as though Murtagh was in love with Selena, were actually trying to achieve that? Or was it simply meant to be mother/son kind of thing.
Also, where did you get the name Treckia? Sounds almost like Treeko, which is a Pokemon for those who didn't know.
keep writing
CC009Wolf
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